Muerte

Death: the termination of the biological functions that define a living organism.
Dear Death,
Since I was a little girl I’ve felt your presence; family and friends, have been embraced by you.People fear you, but I always had a special devotion for you. I admire you, but at the same time I am afraid of you, afraid of the unknown. This letter is to let you know that I respect you, and to tellyou why I feel the way I do towards you.
To begin this letter I would like to go few years back in time. I suppose you remember me, I was seven years old when I felt your cold and silent arrival. Noone invited you; your visit was unexpected and surprising. At your arrival you did not say a word, but your silence wounded my heart more than a thousand words. Who were you, that when you arrived wedressed in black? Who were you, that you replaced smiles with tears? Who were you, that with a final wish you took the soul of a loved one? I did not know who you were, but that year you changed mylife and made me realize what you are capable of.
Next, TV stations made you popular, news papers day by day counted your victims, everybody was talking about you. It was incredible to me the poweryou had, the way you touched everyone’s lives, the way you awaken hidden feelings. Time went by and you did not stop your profession, you were everywhere, day and night finding your victims. You hadbecome part of my life, and one of my biggest fears.
Finally, Years passed by and the fear turned into respect towards you, I finally understood your hard work. With time you have mastered yourprofession and by rote you cover millions of souls under your black veil. I respect you because you are someone that I cannot avoid, you do one of the hardest jobs in the earth, and you are the last person Ihave to meet with in order to become eternal.
In closing, Dear Death I know that you feel lonely and sad that some of them don’t understand you. This letter is to let you know that I respect you,...